Thursday, May 10, 2007

morning commute, chapter 22

The N: (under breath): I wish I could date a computer model.The G: what?The N: nothing.The G: I heard you. You said you wish you could date a computer model. What the hell is that supposed to mean? Does this mean like, a Barker's Beauty demonstrating a computer (does Vanna-Whitesque hand motion) or like, a.... (blanking on computers) ... Tandy?The N: Tandys are too old.The G: Tandys are the cougars of personal computers! So what then? Mac?The N: Too many tattoos.The G: Dell? ... No, not a Dell. Dell's are square.The N: Yeah, but Dell's aren't that old.The G: But they are boring, right?The N: I guess so. Dell's are like the girl when you find out she isn't Mormon, you're all "Really?? Not at all? Huh." *

* an aside: 90% of the Mormons I personally know are EPICALLY un-boring.